Siheyuan: A warm home with wife and children

What's there to think about?

That tea was wasted; it was left for him to drink.

"Jianguo, is this report reliable?" The top leader looked at him seriously as he closed the report.

Yang Jianguo nodded and said confidently, "It's reliable. Every piece of data has been verified and there are traceable records."

"Good." The senior leader stood up, his eyes full of appreciation.

"This time, Yang Jianguo, you have done a great job."

With a thoughtful expression, the senior leader made no promises, only saying, "Don't worry, what's yours will be yours," before leaving.

He came here today specifically for this report.

Now, the report is in hand.

The top leader couldn't sit still any longer; he had to report this to his superiors immediately and convene a meeting with experts and leaders at all levels in charge.

We need to promote this technology as soon as possible.

Of course, this is only applicable to confidential units in each region.

Before leaving, he also gave the two of them special instructions.

Except for personnel working in special workshops, no one may disclose detailed work experience to any outsider.

This time, Yang Jianguo truly made a great contribution.

After the big boss left, Factory Director Yang slapped Yang Jianguo on the shoulder and laughed loudly, "Jianguo, you're going to rise to great heights this time!"

"What do you mean, Fei-Huang? I'm just a worker."

Seeing his attitude, Director Yang said irritably, "You worker are practically riding on my head."

Yang Jianguo scratched his head and pretended to be stupid, "How could that be? We have achieved what we have today because of the factory director's good leadership."

Factory Director Yang was both amused and exasperated: "Alright, stop flattering me. If you have nothing else to say, get out of here."

"It's nothing, it's nothing," Yang Jianguo said, walking inside.

Amidst the changing expressions of surprise, astonishment, and blankness in Director Yang's gaze.

He went to the bookshelf, picked up the iron can he used to store tea leaves, and shook it.

He tucked it into his clothes and walked out of the room with a bright smile.

"Hey, you brat, give me back my tea leaves."

Hearing the shouts coming from the office several beats behind, Yang Jianguo grabbed the tea leaves and ran away.

Now that we've got everything, do you think we can ask you to take it back?

They didn't even bother returning this iron tube.

In the office, Director Yang, sitting behind his desk, smiled broadly and scolded playfully, "That rascal, he really doesn't hold back."

Director Yang opened the cabinet door beside his leg, took out a small packet of tea from inside, and looked smug.

"Oh dear, I was originally planning to share this tea that the big boss brought. Now, I'll have to enjoy it all by myself."

Upon entering the workshop, Yang Jianguo called out to Hua Zi, who was standing by the wall, "Hua Zi, come here and brew some tea for the masters."

Upon seeing the tea in the metal can, Hua Zi opened it, took a sniff, and asked curiously, "Master Yang, where did this tea come from?"

"It smells really good." This kid is also a good tea connoisseur. He brews tea for the masters every day and has become quite experienced.

Yang Jianguo laughed and said, "Doesn't it smell good? Factory Director Yang gave it to me to bring for everyone to drink."

Chapter 174 Paying Salary, Pretending to Be Hardworking

They brewed tea for all the workers, saying "Thank you, Jianguo" repeatedly, but none of them remembered Director Yang.

But deep down, how could he not have those feelings?

It cannot be specified.

Factory Director Yang still holds a certain position in the hearts of the workers.

Especially in their workshop, they come to visit all the time to mobilize, encourage, inspect, and hold meetings.

You can get to know someone and develop a relationship with them, especially since it's the factory manager.

"Team leader, didn't the factory manager say he wanted to celebrate our success? What should we do?" someone asked.

Yang Jianguo glanced at it and laughed, "What's wrong? Are you out of money?"

The other person scratched his head and smiled, then continued, "Don't worry, you'll get your share."

"If he forgets later, I'll go to his door and ask him for it."

With Yang Jianguo's guarantee, everyone was no longer in a hurry to get Director Yang to fulfill his promise.

Although the factory manager is a high-ranking official, he is still in a position of authority.

You rarely see or reach them.

He's not real!

Unlike Yang Jianguo, who lives right next door.

Speaking and doing.

Everyone saw it and knew it perfectly well.

Whether they are close or distant relatives, isn't that obvious?

Otherwise, why would the factory manager have to rely on the backbone of the team to manage the grassroots level?

Prestige can sometimes be far more effective than official titles or hats.

The whole morning was spent working on the boards that had been prepared earlier.

With the technology and processes mastered, Yang Jianguo no longer needed to personally handle them.

He acted as a guide, imparting knowledge and answering questions for the apprentices.

Around 10 o'clock, the loudspeaker announced that wages could be collected.

Everyone walked towards the accounting office in the office building with smiles on their faces. The special workshop was always the first one.

"Has the special workshop arrived? Come in!" the accountant called out, and Yang Jianguo was pushed to the front.

Upon entering the room, the accountant recognized him and smiled.

"Master Yang, please sign this." The accountant pointed to the book on the table.

Yang Jianguo nodded and smiled, "Thank you."

He found his name: Yang Jianguo, Level 6 riveter.

Basic salary: 102 yuan.

Overtime hours, work points, and allowance: 52 yuan.

Workshop allowance: 18.5 yuan.

Job allowance: eight yuan.

Total: 180.05 yuan.

After confirming that everything was correct, I signed the document.

The accountant stood up, glanced at the envelope, and handed it to him with his name on it: "Congratulations, Mr. Yang."

Yang Jianguo was not surprised by the envy in Fang's eyes.

He said "thank you" again, took the envelope, and left.

"Jianguo, how much? This month it should be 150, right?" Li Yaoguo, who was at the back of the line, asked directly.

Anyway, everyone in that workshop is in the same notebook.

Once you go inside, you'll see there's nothing to hide.

Yang Jianguo waved the envelope in his hand: "One hundred and eighty."

"Hiss~" A collective gasp filled the air.

A salary of 180 yuan.

Good heavens, that was terrifying!

Damn, even a small fraction of that is more than a level six worker. How can they earn so much?

At his salary, he'd be a thousand-yuan household in just six months!

Seeing their behavior, Yang Jianguo smacked his head with the envelope.

"Alright, stop pretending with me."

"I've been working a lot of overtime this month, but I've earned quite a few work points. What are you pretending for?"

After he said that, everyone stopped being surprised and started calculating their own wages with smiles on their faces.

I've worked a lot of overtime this month, and the work points bonus is roughly twenty or thirty yuan.

Good buddy, my heart is warmed!

After receiving their wages, everyone went home in high spirits.

The next workshop that will announce this via loudspeaker, come over and join the queue.

After receiving my salary, I felt enthusiastic and had energy to work.

When the bell rang at noon, Yang Jianguo called Li Yaoguo over.

"I have to go out this afternoon, so I'm leaving the workshop to you."

"Don't worry, no problem." Li Yaoguo assured him.

He did even this little bit of work with ease...

To exaggerate, it's so dry even with your eyes closed, what's there to worry about?

Yang Jianguo then gave Master Hao and his two apprentices a few more instructions, telling them to follow along and learn from his experience.

Only then did he eat at the small kitchen and ride his bike to the food factory.

As soon as we parked the car, Yingzi pushed the stroller out...

"Walk."

The two rode side by side towards Xiehe, parked their bikes in the designated area when they arrived, and paid the auntie there.

Only then did I enter the hospital, register, and wait in line.

No matter the day, the obstetrics and gynecology department is always busy. The corridor is full of pregnant women, all coming for check-ups.

Conditions are better in the city; look how many people there are.

"Li Ying, Li Ying."

"Here it is!"

When her number was called, Yang Jianguo accompanied her inside.

First, the doctor asked a question, examined the patient, and only then did they order the tests.

The ultrasound machines at Peking Union Medical College Hospital were imported from abroad.

The domestically produced machines are still under research and production. I heard on the radio last time that they are expected to be put into mass production this year.

The woman conducting the examination was a foreign woman with freckles all over her face, blonde hair, and blue eyes.

There was a translator next to them, specifically responsible for explaining.

Yang Jianguo actually understood, but he couldn't express it.

Not only can they not express themselves, they can also pretend not to understand.

Because he lacked the opportunity and experience to learn a foreign language.

If you've never been exposed to a foreign language before, speaking it fluently is practically courting disaster.

If things go wrong, they might label you as an enemy... spy.